Little Town/Inventions
I do not own Disney or Sonic the Hedgehog
*Knotehole, a small village in the heart of France. A rooster crowed to waken the residents for another day. Just outside the village, was a small cottage. In the cottage lived a squirrel and a chipmunk, Maximilian (or Max) and his Daughter, Sally Acorn. Both of them were known throughout the village for being rather strange. Max invented and tinkered most of the time and his inventions had a tendency to explode. As a result, the villagers thought he was a lunatic. Then there was Sally. While most girls her age were into fashion and dancing, she preferred reading books. Because of that, the villagers thought she was odd. That particular morning, Sally (a female chipmunk with light and dark brown fur with a dark auburn stripe, short dark auburn hair, and blue eyes wearing a red bandana scarf over a white shirt with raglan sleeves that had yellow flowers embroidered on the edges, a blue ankle length dress over the shirt, a brown belt with a silver buckle over a white apron, and brown boots) with her basket in hand, was on her way to town to run some errands. Singing to herself on the way*
*Sally singing*
Little town
It's a quiet village
Every day
Like the one before
Little town
Full of little people
Waking up to say . . .
*As she reached the edge of town, the church clock tower struck 8 o'clock and the whole village burst with activity*
Cosmo: Bonjour!
Nicole & Tikal: Bonjour!
Shadow: Bonjour!
Silver: Bonjour!
Jet: Bonjour!
*As Sally continued down the road, she spotted a purple walrus carrying a tray of freshly baked bread*
*Sally singing*
There goes the baker
With his tray, like always
The same old bread and rolls to sell
Every morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
The this poor provincial town
Rotor: Good morning, Sally!
Sally: Good morning, Monsieur.
Rotor: Where are you off to?
Sally: The bookshop. I just finished the most wonderful story! About a beanstalk and an orge and a . . .
Rotor That's nice. Sealia, the baguettes! Hurry up!
*Sally just shrugged and continued on her way, passing the school*
*Children singing*
Look there she goes
That girl is strange
No question
*Teacher singing*
Dazed and distracted
Can't you tell
*Then Sally was jumping across rocks over a pond and passing where the villagers did their laundry*
*Washerwomen singing*
Never part of any crowd
Cause her head's up on some cloud
*Villagers singing*
No denying
She's a funny girl that Sally
*Halfway through town, Sally jumped on a covered wagon, deciding to ride the rest of the way*
Wagon Driver: Bonjour!
Saffron: Good day!
Wagon Driver: How is your family?
Woman: Bonjour!
Butcher: Good day.
Woman: How is your wife?
Woman 2: I need six eggs!
Man: That's too expensive.
*Sally singing*
There must be more
Than this provincial life
*Hopping off the carriage, she entered the bookshop. Inside was a male owl with brown, cream, & black feathers, an orange beak, & brown eyes wearing a white apron over a light brown shirt and black pants*
Harvey Who: Ah, Sally!
Sally: Good morning. I've come to return the book I borrowed.
Harvey Who: Finished already?
Sally: Oh, I couldn't put it down. Have you got anything new?
Harvey Who:*chuckles* Not since yesterday.
Sally: That's alright. I'll borrow . . . *searches the shelf until she finds a book with a purple cover* this one.
Harvey Who: That one? But you've read it twice!
Sally: Well it's my favorite! Far off places, daring swordfights, magic spells, and a prince in disguise!
Harvey Who:*chuckles* Well, if you like it that much, it's yours.
*Outside the store, three male Mobians (a green male hedgehog with orange eyes, a tan male, orange haired, teal eyed lion & a yellow male mink with blue eyes) were watching Sally from the window. When she came out, they started acting casual*
Sally: But sir . . .
Harvey Who: I insist!
Sally: Well thank you. Thank you very much!
*Manic, Cyrus, & Bartleby singing*
Look there she goes
That girl is so peculiar
I wonder if she's feeling well
*Villagers singing*
With a dreamy far off look
And her nose stuck in a book
What a puzzle to the rest of us is Sally
*As Sally made her way through the square, she read her new book and hummed to herself*
*Sally singing*
Oh! Isn't this amazing
It's my favorite part because
You'll see
Here's where she meets Prince Charming
But she won't discover that it's him
Till Chapter 3
*Pretty soon she went past the tailors shop and the seamstress (a brown, gray haired female woodchuck wearing a blue dress with yellow trim) stopped her work to watch Sally go by. She just adored her*
*Rosie singing*
Now it's no wonder
That her name means "Beauty"
Her looks have got no parallel
*Next to the tailor's shop was the town well. Standing around the well were three girls, each holding a bucket. (A red fox wearing a orange ankle length dress over a white shirt with elbow length peasant sleeves, both with a low sweetheart neckline, dark orange shoes, a orange ribbon in her hair. A yellow black haired cat wearing a red ankle length dress over a tan shirt with short puff sleeves, both with a low u-neck neckline, dark red shoes, and red headband. And a purple swallow wearing a blue ankle length dress over a white shirt with elbow length bishop sleeves, both with a low square neck neckline, dark blue shoes, and a white bandana) They watched Sally walk by with glares of jealousy*
*Fiona, Honey, & Wave singing*
But behind that fair facade
I'm afraid she's rather odd
Very different from the rest of us . . .
*Villagers singing*
She's nothing like the rest of us
Yes
Different from the rest of us is Sally
*Just overhead, a flock of geese flew by. Suddenly, one goose was shot down. As it fell toward the ground, a golden yellow, black haired two-tailed fox (wearing a brown westcott, pink waist coat, white shirt, red ribbon, and brown boots) rushed with a burlap sack. He tried to catch the bird, but missed and it landed next to him. Quickly, he put it in the bag and ran over to a green, peach skinned, blue eyed hedgehog (wearing a red tunic with a yellow collar, a brown belt and bandolier, and brown boots) holding a gun*
Miles: Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Scourge! Your the greatest hunter in the whole world!
Scourge:*blowing the smoke out of his gun* I know!
*Scourge was sort of the town hero. Almost all the girls in the village were in love with him and many of the men wanted to be him. Because of this, you could say he had an ego the size of a blue whale*
*Scourge started to walk away with Miles close behind him, carrying a pile of animal skins*
Miles: No beast alive stands a chance against you *laughs* and no girl for that matter.
*Scourge put his arm around Miles's neck*
Scourge: It's true Miles and I've got my sights set on that one.
*He pointed to Sally. Who was talking to a pink echidna*
Miles: The inventor's daughter!
Scourge: She's the one! The lucky girl I'm going to marry.
*He dropped Miles*
Miles: But she's -
Scourge: The most beautiful girl in town.
Miles: I know, but - OW!
*Scourge had dropped his gun on Miles's head*
Scourge: That makes her the best! *he grabbed Miles by the collar and glared at him* And don't I deserve the best?
Miles:*a little scared* Well of course, I mean you, but it's just that . . .
*Scourge dropped him again*
*Scourge singing*
Right from the moment
When is met her, saw her
I said she's gorgeous and I fell
*He took his gun back from Miles and started admiring his reflection in a frying pan. He didn't notice Sally walk right past him*
Here in town there's only she
Who is beautiful as me
So I'm making plans to woo
And marry Sally
*When he noticed Sally was almost at the edge of town, he started marching towards her. He didn't notice the three girls by the well swooning at the sight of him*
*Fiona, Honey, & Wave singing*
Look there he goes
Isn't he dreamy
Monsieur Scourge
Oh he's so cute
Be still my heart
I'm hardly breathing
He's such a tall dark, strong
And handsome brute
*Scourge began pushing his way through a large crowd to get to Sally*
Man: Bonjour!
Scourge: Pardon!
Sally: Good day!
Man 2: Mais oui
Woman: You call this bacon?
Woman 2: What lovely flowers!
Man 3: Some cheese!
Woman 3: Ten yards!
Man 3: One pound
Scourge: 'xcuse me!
Man 3: I'll get the knife
Scourge: Please let me through!
Woman 4: This bread!
Man 4: Those fish!
Woman 4: It's stale!
Man 4: They smell!
Rotor: Madame's mistaken!
Woman 5: Well, maybe so . . .
*Sally singing*
There must be more
That this provincial life
*Scourge singing*
Just watch I'm going to
make Sally my wife
*Villagers singing*
Look there she goes
A girl who's strange but special
A most peculiar
Mademoiselle
*Scourge climbed a house and started jumping over the rooftops to get to Sally*
It's a pity
And a sin
She doesn't quite fit in
But she really is a funny girl
A beauty but a funny girl
She really is a funny girl
That Sally
*Snapping out of her daydreams, Sally turned around. Everyone was just going about their business*
Sally:*in her mind* I thought I heard something. Oh well.
*As she continued towards her cottage, Scourge landed in front of her*
Scourge: Hello, Sally
Sally: Good morning, Scourge
*Scourge then came up behind her and quickly snatched the book out of her hands*
Sally: Scourge, may I have my book, please.
Scourge:*holding the book sideways* How can you read this? There's hardly any pictures.
Sally: Well, some people use their imagination.
Scourge: Sally, it's about time you got your head out of those books *he threw the book over his shoulder and it landed in a mud puddle* and paid attention to more important things . . . like me!
*Fiona, Honey, & Wave all sighed and swooned. Sally just rolled her eyes and picked up her book*
Scourge: The whole town's talking about it. It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas and thinking *makes a look of disgust*
Sally:*cleaning the mud off the book with her apron* Scourge, you are positively primeval.
Scourge: Why thank you, Sally, *wraps his arm around her and grabs her book again* What do you say you and me take a walk over to the tavern and take a look at my trophies.
Sally:*trying to get her book back* Maybe some other time.
Fiona: What's wrong with her?
Wave: She's crazy!
Honey: He's gorgeous!
*After Sally got her book back, she wriggled out of Scourge's grip and headed for her cottage. By that time, Miles had caught up with Scourge*
Sally: Please, Scourge, I can't. I have to get home to help my Father. Goodbye.
Miles:*laughs* That crazy old loon. He needs all the help he can get.
*Scourge started laughing with him. Sally, however, was not amused*
Sally* Don't talk about my Father that way!
Scourge: Yeah, don't talk about her Old Man that way!
*He bonked Miles on the head*
Sally: My Father's not crazy! He's a genius!
BOOOOM!
*When Sally heard that, she turned and gasped. Smoke was pouring out of the whole house. Scourge and Miles were roaring with laughter as Sally ran to her cottage. When she got to the basement doors, she threw them open. Smoke was everywhere and Maximilian had somehow gotten himself stuck in a barrel upside down*
Sally:*coughing* Papa?
Maximilian:*getting out of the barrel* (a dark auburn male squirrel with white hair and blue eyes wearing a brown apron with various tools in the front pocket over a white long sleeved shirt, a black vest, dark green pants, brown boots and gloves) How on earth did that happen? Dog gonnit!
Sally: Are you alright, Papa?
Maximilian: I'm about ready to give up on this hunk of junk!
*He angrily kicks his invention*
Sally:*giggles* You always say that.
Maximilian: I mean it this time. I'll never get this bone headed contraption to work!
Sally: Yes you will. And you'll win first prize at the fair tomorrow.
Maximilian: Hmph!
Sally:*putting her hands on his shoulders* . . . And become a world famous inventor.
Maximilian: You really believe that?
Sally: I always have.
Maximilian: Well, what are we waiting for? I'll have this thing fixed in no time. *he got under his machine and set to work* Hand me the wrench there.
*Sally rummaged through the toolbox looking for the wrench*
Maximilian: So, did you have a good time in town today?
Sally: I got a new book. Um, Papa, do you think I'm odd?
*Maximilian took the wrench from her, looking concerned*
Maximilian: Odd? My daughter? Odd? Where did you get idea an idea like that?
Sally: Oh, I don't know. It's just . . . people talk.
Lawrence: This is a small village, you know. Small minded as well. But small also means safe. Even back in Paris, I knew a girl like you, who was so . . . ahead of her time. So different. People mocked her. Until the day they all found themselves imitating her.
*Sally, with a sad look in her eyes turned to a portrait on the wall. In the frame, was a light and dark brown female chipmunk with dark auburn hair and blue eyes wearing a orange dress, and holding a red rose in her hands)
Sally: Please, just tell me one more thing about her.
*Maximilian paused in his work and tried to think of the best way to explain*
Maximilian: Your Mother was . . . fearless. Fearless.
*After that, Maximilian worked on his invention for and few more minutes, and then . . .
Maximilian: I think that's done it. Now let's give it a try.
*He pulled a lever and the machine started. Maximilian covered his ears and Sally shielded herself. The machine rattled, whistled, and spewed out steam. Then a large ax at one end began chopping at a lof in front of it. Then one half of thelog was sent flying over the cats head's and into a wood pile*
Sally:*smiling* It works!
Maximilian: It does? *he dodged a log* It does!
Sally: You did it! *hugs him* You really did it!
Maximilian: Hitch up Philipe, girl. I'm of to the fair!
*Then he was bonked on the head by a log*
*A while later, Maximilian (he had changed into a blue westcott, white shirt, and green waist coat. He kept on his brown pants and boots) was riding the family horse, Philipe, who was pulling a wagon with his invention in it*
Sally: Goodbye, Papa! Good luck!
Maximilian: Goodbye, Sally, and take care while I'm gone!
*And with that he was off*
